Lord knows I try to do right.
But in my travels thru life I often lose sight.
I find myself up at night beggin forgiveness.
Starring at my wife, what does she see in this.
The bull%#&@$! is endless, a constant struggle.
Life has its way of gettin the best of you.
I aint buggin girl I love you and thats to the death.
For you and my seeds I'll breathe my last breath.
I'm tired of takin baby steps, I'm ready to stride.
Gotta question niggas motives, whats the reasons they ride.
So I take a look inside, examine my soul.
Assess my stress load, how much more can I hold?
Before a nigga lose control and bug the %#&@$! out!
End up roamin Trenton Psych all drugged the %#&@$! out.
Nah that wont be me so I find ways to ease my mind.
Like blowin weed and sippin wine as I pen these lines.
To my Life.
My Life by Jae B
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